Trace The Lines //Ronnie Radke x Female Reader//COMPLETED

Andy's POV

Life is ridiculously strange lately. First Ronnie and (y/n) are nearly seconds from being married, and then another second she's in the hospital, Ronnies in jail and that douche avoided the police. "Andy why hasn't she woken up yet?" Says Jules hugging my arm upset. Her eyes are stained black from her mascara running during all the hysteria. "Im sure she'll be okay. (y/n) Is a tough girl. I think shes still in shock right now." A slight frown purses my lips. (y/n) Stirs a bit in her sleep. "Watch her alright? Im going to go pay Ronnie a visit." I give my wife a reassuring kiss on the lips before shrugging on my jacket and heading to prison.

"I fucked up so bad." Ronnie exclaims into his hands that are bound at the wrist by cuffs. 'No you didnt you were defending your wife. I would have killed that fucker if it were Juliet. You shouldn't be in here. Why did they arrest you?" My eyebrows narrow a bit looking at my friends red eyes. "Im in this hell hole again because it was a code of misconduct. My parole officer told me I'd be back in this shit hole if I acted up. Defending (y/n) is "acting up"' Ronnie was pissed. I could hear it in his voice and very clearly see it in his savage eyes. "How long are you stuck in here?" "Six months dude. My kid could be due any day after I get out. I feel like shit man I can't be there for the woman show carrying my goddamn kid!" He slams his hands down on the desk in anger. "Radke! Keep the noise down or its another five days on your sentence. You're stirring the other inmates." Says a nearby officer. "I dont know what the hell to do dude that asshole is still free. Im stuck behind these fucking wrist cuffs while hes still outside these walls. What if he hurts her? I cant do a damn thing to protect her." Running his fingers through his black hair, I see the staples on Ronnies head from the blow Tyler delivered to his head. "What if Juliet and I stay at your place with her? Keep her safe?" My knee shake a bit out of a nervous habit. "Yeah...yeah thats good. Thanks man. I started losing it for a minute. Update me every month. Please Im worried like hell about that baby." A tiny glimmer of hope reaches his eyes as I shake his hand. 

"We'll take good care of both of them. You have my word.